"L-L-Luna… Princess Luna!" Mac was a touch tongue tied, in her head Night Reign was doing a giddy little dance at the thought of "having a date" with Jade.

"Ah, Mac." Luna deliberately used Mac's original name. "Welcome home, I heard you started quite a revolution at a local bar?" The Princess of the Night smiled and was in the process of removing her regalia.

The relaxed greeting did more to calm Big Mac than anything else. "Eeyup." Mac smiled around the word, her eyes glinting. Take me off, Mac. With a blush Mac nodded to the thought and carefully started removing her armor. With the last straps of the gear unfastened, Luna helped her by lifting Night Reign from Mac, leaving the former stallion feeling oddly naked.

"Did you learn any flying today?" Luna gestured to the bathing pool and walked forward, her hooves clopping softly on the stone floor until she reached the edge. Down into the depths, she sank.

"I didn't, your High-" Mac didn't get any further with the title, her snout was clamped closed with blue magic.

"You are not to use that around me. Night didn't teach that to you and I don't intend you to start. In public, McIntosh, you may call me Princess, or Princess Luna." The pressure eased up from his snout as the alicorn fluffed her wings out into the bath. "But in here, you can call me Luna."

The hint of female laughter echoed in the back of Mac's mind and she had to see the mirth in it herself. "Yes, your Luna-ness." Oh now you have done it. Mac stepped forward only to have a spray of water hit her in the face. "Lunacity?" Another came, and by now Mac was wet enough that she didn't care. "Luninance?"

"Ahem, well. Morning baths are all well and good, for waking up, but you are going to find that these," Luna's magic gently lifted one of Mac's wings out, carefully unfolding it, "will need to be cleaned very regularly, and a mare should take care of them every night." Luna's eyes traced the large, leathery wing, noting the stain of juice on the prominent claw.

Stepping down into the water, Mac gave a soft sigh as her weight was supported and she just felt, relaxed. "When Ah get home, Ah'm gonna end up taking two baths a day, even if it drives AJ mad." She ducked her head down, swirling the water through her mane and around her face.

Luna beamed at this, glad that Mac was enjoying the finer things. "How is Jade?" She watched as Mac's face betrayed raw confusion, but with her wing still in Luna's grip, Mac had little chance of getting away. "Oh don't give me that. Relax, he is a good stallion, he will be taking his place at my door when the shift changes. You understand what that means, Mac?"

She trusts him with her safety. Mac nodded. "You trust him." When the princess smiled, Mac continued. "I don't know. Night likes him, he seems like a nice guy but… I don't really know him." She blushed and tried to hide it by sinking her snout back in the water.

"Sounds like a date is perfect then. If you don't want to go any further, he is also a good friend to most of the guard." Luna stretched Mac's wing further. "But we aren't here to discuss cute stallions. Wings," Luna stepped closer, her hooves working the bottom of the bath slowly, bringing her near, "are easiest serviced if you are a pegasus, trust me." Luna spread her own wing, laying it atop Mac's.

Mac felt confused. "But aren't there more things to do with feathers?" It was the first time Mac had really thought about it, she leaned in and looked closely at Luna's feathers. She loves to clean wings, be smart, but when it comes to cleaning our wings, act dumb. The instructions left Mac a little confused, but she looked as Luna pointed to one badly layered feather.

"Magic will keep feathers mostly together, part of how pegasi use their natural magic, but sometimes they will still sit wrong, or need a little oil." Luna leaned back and across, using her teeth to gently work the feather back where it should be. "That was a primary feather, if a pegasus has too many out of place, or missing, they are not going to be flying."

Luna tilted her wing a little closer to Mac and, right away, the bat pony saw another feather out of place. She is offering to let you preen. Mac gulped and nodded, leaning down and very carefully using her teeth to move the feather, straightening it and folding it under the next one. Good, you do learn fast.

When Mac pulled back, Luna inspected her work. "Very good, did Night help you with that?" Mac shook her head. "Very, very good. If you do my other wing, I will show you how to do your own." Luna turned a little, offering her other side to Mac.

Now she knew how to do it, Mac was about to move in for the first she noticed. Wait, don't do that. Start at one end and do all her feathers, give her the full treatment. Mac pondered the advice and didn't overly mind. She spotted three out-of-place feathers right away, but ignored them and moved for the first big feather, nearest Luna's body. She gently teased the feather with her fangs, working it gently.

Luna's eyes widened at first, but by the time Mac was on the third feather, all effort to encourage Mac to move on and do the job ahead of her was preened away. With each feather, she felt sharp but careful teeth adjust and wriggle, then smooth it back down. By the time her whole wing was done Luna was practically floating in the water, a silly-happy grin on her snout.

Mac slid back from the princess, shocked at the change in her. She could see now, where Luna had been tense, where she had been on edge. She was neither now. It didn't matter to Mac that this might seem a little personal, she had a debt to Luna, for not only herself but for standing up to her sister for Applejack. Moving around the mare, making as few ripples as she could, McIntosh found the alicorn's other wing and got to work.

As the bat pony got to the last feather on Luna's big wing, she felt her own calm flooding her head. Mac smiled. "How was that?" She didn't even see Luna's ear twitch, but the alicorn did give a happy sigh. "That good?" Mac felt some of Night blending in, coloring her words. Being close to Luna had done it, but it was hard to really care. "How close were you and Night?"

The question pulled Luna from her doze, but not enough to actually give herself away with any startled movements. "Why don't you ask her?" Luna didn't so much as move her wings.

We were lovers, Mac. I was Princess Luna's mistress, although she never had a husband. Mac thought on this. "You both want that again?" Night was quiet a moment, as was Luna. Yes.

"Yes." Luna realized it was nearly impossible to hold back from answering truthfully. "I won't lie about this to you."

"Give me time to adjust." Mac started walking for the stairs out of the bath but a blue glow gently gripped her tail. Turning, she saw a grinning Luna, looking like a much younger mare, all excited about something.

"Your turn!" Luna beckoned Mac back into the water and gently teased a wing out. "Bat pony wings are a lot more care, as I said. Any clever pony with teeth can do a halfway good job on feathers, but your wings are sensitive and prone to getting covered in things. Things like mango juice."

Mac's head snapped around, looking at one wing-claw, then the other. "This was a setup." Possibly. Princess Luna is viciously clever.

"Of course it was, like you could resist a mango once it was put before you. Now, the careful thing with bat wings is not to put any pressure on the part where your bones are, you need to roll the flesh to one side, then the other." Mac's eyes half closed at the gentle teasing of her wing membrane. As Luna kept working, Mac lost any strength at all and floated in the water, her wings spread wide, her eyes closed.

The magic worked over every inch of her wing, never too hard, never too soft. Once Luna was done with one, she moved on to the other. Mac had been so far away, in a private dreamland, that she hadn't noticed when Luna had finished.

"How about a deal, McIntosh?" Luna stepped around in front of Mac, spreading her wings to show off the perfect alignment of her feathers. "You preen my wings, and I will ensure yours are always relaxed and clean."

Luna's gentle hoof under Mac's chin drew the bat pony from her floating position, got her legs under her so she could lift her neck more. "Yes Lunalicious." Mac's smile was contagious, her giggles jumped from her own mouth to Luna's and both of them were soon laughing and splashing in the bath.

"Come on, Mac, time to sleep." Luna got another splash over her back but just laughed and didn't return it. "Enough games." She kept her tone light, avoiding any hint at "talking down" to the other mare. She watched, her eyes drinking in the sight of Mac… of Night Reign, stepping from the water, of her body sheeting droplets. "Hold still."

Mac did as instructed and felt her wings and her fur warm, then her mane and tail too. She closed her eyes and basked in the magical heat that warmed and dried her. Even as it faded the heat lived on in her coat, in her wings—that she quickly folded down to her sides—and in her mane and tail. "Thank you, Luna." Mac watched Luna's ears perk and turn, she didn't try to hide the smile the sight inspired. She is pretty, I know you think so too. Mac could do nothing but blush at that, because it was right.

"You can have the left side, Mac." Luna stepped daintily over to her big bed. "If you need something, anything, tell me." The princess flopped sideways, the bed's ability to stand up under the flop was a testament to the builders.

"What about the moon?" Mac stopped, realizing it had still been dark out when she had returned to the castle. "Don't you need to see your sister? To lower the moon?" When the princess didn't seem to lift from her spot, Mac shrugged and climbed onto the bed too.

"The moon grows tired most nights, she, like me, does not wish to see each morning. She slumbers already, as I am about to." Luna yawned and adjusted her pillows with some magic. "Sleep well, Big McIntosh Apple."

"Thank you, Luna." Mac stretched and pushed herself so her back touched the other mare. "For helping me, for caring for me and my brother… for calling me by my name."

~~~~~+++++~~~~~

"Body? Body Guard?"

Applejack wanted to kick at the nonsensical words. He did so, sending a hoof at the speaker, intending to press it to their snout. "Mmm, go 'way, still dark out."

"Which is why, Body Guard, you need to be up. The Princess is going to want her toy and that means you need to be up, showered, and ready to look pretty."

Bright's voice finally percolated through AJ's head. "Ugh, this isn't the farm… I get it now, no need to keep prodding me!" Applejack fell sideways out of the bed, shoving his big hooves down and lifting his big form up on them.

"Okay, now you are going to try to leave me speechless. If Princess Molestia only did one thing right, it was knowing how to build a stallion's body." Bright watched in awe as the big stallion shook, the armor on him trembling at the movement. "So, before this, were you a pegasus? Unicorn?"

"Nope and nope." Applejack looked in the mirror, then had to stoop a little to see his mussed up mane. Ah might not have been a vain mare, but this is atrocious. Then he took a step for the door. The tightness came, his shaft aching just like yesterday, but not like it had been toward the end of the day, more like just moments after the enchantment activated. "There any way to block this thing?"

"Taking it off?" Bright laughed. "Which the Princess won't let you do until you are fully imprinted with the form and, likely, broken to her will. Whoa, calm down, I ain't the only stallion who watched you march today, I just was the lucky one who was on duty." He reached a leg over to nudge AJ, not that the big stallion acted like he had been shoved by a big royal guard.

Both stallions turned when a knock came at the door. "Sir?" The voice was muffled, from outside.

Bright stepped forward, opening the door with a wing, revealing another Royal Guard standing outside, sharply at attention. "What is it, Private?"

"Princess Molestia demands the attention of her bodyguard and Lieutenant Bright Sunshine immediately!" The private saluted and took off, bolting for the nearest exit.

"She knows." Bright gave a sigh. "There is only one thing for it." He gave a wide smile and trotted outside.

"What're we gonna do?" Applejack was still getting used to his voice, it almost dropped lower than Fluttershy's when she got affected by poison joke.

"We weren't here, you see. There are always guards going out on patrol, let's give her a day to sweat it." Bright tilted his head and looked up at the shocked Applejack. "What, you look like you have never played hooky in your life!"

Author's Note

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